I had lunch with a friend who voted for Obama and said he would never vote for a Democratic again as long as he lived. I found myself in the incredibly weird posture of trying to argue that political parties can change out of all recognition over years and decades, so don’t make it some kind of blood-oath … .
But, no. He told me that I had Obama pegged in 2008, and that he had been chumped.
I had zero I-told-you-so feeling about any of this. I felt a little nauseous.
This Obama guy is simply not up to it, and we are all stuck with him.
Then I see that Obama’s press conference today was a debacle.
I am not cheered by any of this.
It looks like we will see little or nothing of value from the current President as we all endure two more years of domestic and global crisis. Mr. Obama appears to have exhausted his playbook. He is just randomly making stuff up at this point, tossing out grudging compromises, then vilifying the Republicans, and sniping at his own outraged supporters.
We are in one of the worst messes in our history, and Captain Queeg is on the bridge. Obama is not in full meltdown mode yet. Johnson melted down, Nixon melted down. It is not good when the president melts down.
Maybe Mr. Obama will shock me to my core by adapting, triangulating, taking ownership of the new situation, like Bill Clinton did.
I just don’t think he is up to it.
(Will some Democrat step up and give Obama a primary challenge? I do hope that happens, for everyone’s good, including Mr. Obama’s. Hillary looks genuinely tired. So, who?)
I suppose there is no prospect of this guy riding up:
… with the Theme from the Magnificent Seven playing in the background?
(Photo from this site.)